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Conversations

Where fire turns into water
Where fire turns into water

Here, fire turns into water;
Here, the dancing of the rain declares the sun.
There’s no opposition in existence, no contradiction;
Everything supports everything else.

~ Osho

Sunset
Lighting up the sky

Happy Friday!  Do you have any adventures planned for the weekend?

Another day, another place, another sunset
Another day, another place, another sunset

I do.  I’m off to visit with old friends, to celebrate a birthday, a retirement, and an anniversary.  It should be great fun.

Today's sky
Today’s sky

One evening this week, M and I were sitting on the porch watching the wind in the trees and listening to the birds.  Every now and then one of us would speak, and we’d have a conversation about this, that, or the other thing.

Garden sunlight
Garden sunlight

I wondered, aloud, about what it is I should be doing in life.  I have friends and family members who, at some point in life, decided what they wanted to be when they grew up.  Some knew almost all along what job best suited them.  Some took their time and tried on different career hats, finally finding one that fit Just Right.

Waving to the clouds as they go by
Waving to the clouds as they go by

I have had many jobs, but nothing I felt particularly passionate about.  I have spent a lot of time waiting for my calling, for something to jump out at me and say, “This!  This is what you should be doing!”

Waving back
Waving back

After I wondered about this, and after a few minutes of silence between us, M said, “Maybe your purpose is to just be.”

Being
Being

“Hmmm,” I said, “I use something like that on my blog.”  M doesn’t read my blog, at least not very often.  I usually have to direct him to something if I want him to read it.

Lovely imperfection
Lovely imperfection

Just being alive is such a gift, but nobody ever told you to be thankful to existence.  On the contrary, everyone was grumpy, complaining.  Naturally, if everything surrounding your life from the very beginning goes on pointing out to you that you are not what you should be, goes on giving you great ideals that you have to follow and you have to become, your isness is never praised.  What is praised is your future — if you can become someone respectable, powerful, rich, intellectual, in some way famous, not just a nobody.

~ Osho

The bliss of being
The bliss of being

Thank you for stopping by on this lovely day.  Beautiful cloud formations have been dancing across the sky.  It should make for an interesting sunset.  Let’s meet on the dock.  There’s a wonderful, fresh breeze keeping the insects away.  I’ll bring a bottle of wine, and some snacks, and we can sit on the bench and watch as the sun brings light and colors to the clouds.

A survivor
A survivor of the war of the roses

You might be seeing a lot of Osho quotes around here in the coming weeks.  I signed up for Osho: A Course in Meditation which begins on Monday, 21 July.  It’s free so if you’re interested, head on over there and sign up.

One coneflower in the rain garden.
One coneflower in the rain garden.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be. 🙂

Today’s joys:  Clouds blooming and dancing in the sky; caramel-fudge ice cream from the local, organic dairy; being able to take a walk without suiting up to avoid the bugs; friends and celebrations; learning to appreciate my isness.  

 

Author:

Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, yoga teacher, sometime poet, wife, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She shares her daily walks and meanders, a lot of quotes, some of her artwork, and a lot of her photography here on Ye Olde Blogge. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are (still!) in the midst of renovating the house and cleaning up the property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

16 thoughts on “Conversations

  1. I am really enjoying the flowers from your garden Robin. They are such a pleasure to look at.
    Enjoy your weekend. We plan to spend quite a bit of it outside 🙂

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  2. Thanks for reminding me of Osho. It’s taken me close to 70 years to feel good about being who or what I am. But it was either fun or instructive getting here – even through some of the struggles.

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  3. We had our adventure during the week, so the weekend will be quiet. Thank you for the wine and snacks – I so enjoy the sunsets with you, whether at the point or on the dock.

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  4. Robin, I saw some special ideas yesterday, in the blog of one of the Pacific Crest Trail hikers/bloggers, tying in with what you’re writing about here. She’s having some remarkable insights and awarenesses…she had to stop hiking due to an injury and is sitting under redwoods now. Part of what she wrote:

    “It’s been years since I’ve meditated but beneath these redwoods, the practice comes right back to me. I let go of my longing to venture up the trail or down the cliff to the river. (but at first, oh how I long to go play!). I make peace with not seeing the end of the path, not looking around the next bend for a bigger and more wonderfully gnarled tree, and not turning over rocks in the river. I breathe. I let all my thoughts go.

    What if I can see everything I need to from right here? What if the tree I’m sitting against is just the right one. What if I can enjoy the stream without knowing if there are caddisfly larvae in it? What if its ok for me to just be here where I am?

    I temporarily lost that which I believed defined me and the one thing I could always rely on to make me happy. My darkest fear has been loosing my ability to hike, and now that’s happened. It has been like going through a divorce or loss of a loved one. But here in these redwoods, I am able to dig deep and see that the inner peace remains. Then I am truly free. Sure it’s a different freedom than the one I so easily find on the trail but this is a freedom that glows within me and that external forces and circumstances can’t touch. I will carry this with me when I leave this incredible place.”

    http://ramblinghemlock.blogspot.com/2014/07/foot-injury-stillness-among-giants.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+RamblingHemlock+%28Rambling+Hemlock%29

    Robin, I think you may already be “being”…. I think maybe so… 🙂

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  5. I really dislike Osho. I hope that if Osho is what you want that, that you find it acceptable fitting to your purposes and wishes. I like when your images are joyful!

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  6. This weekend I have all my siblings here. Today I wake up happy to know they are all here safe under my roof. We are going to celebrate my Aunt’s 80th birthday today, dinner and the theater later on. My house is full, so is my heart.

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  7. Weekday, weekend, hard to tell the difference around here these days! Nothing particular happening here. Love your sunset colors – so beautiful and dramatic. Would love to have wine and snacks with you!

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  8. We live in a culture that is obsessed with the future and success, but I’ve never been ambitious. It was a relief to me when, well into adulthood, I discovered writers like Osho, who encourage us to stay in the moment.

    One thing I try to do is never ask a child what she wants to be when she grows up – rather I ask questions about her life now. Some kids seem to have clear-cut dreams and passions from a very early age, and that is fine. But we need to make room for children who are content with simple free being. I love your sunflower!

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Comments are delightful and always appreciated. I will respond when I can (life is keeping me busy!), and/or come around to visit you at your place soon. Thank you!

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